The love of us will never be true
and everyday i must sit and look at you
the memories in my head
the nights of staying up all nigt crying in bed... more »
I Hate You
I hate everything about you
I hate the way you walk
I hate the way you talk
I hate the way you raise your hand... more »
Strike 3; Am I Out Yet
i was sitting on the plate between second and first
i could tell this would end the worst
i knew i couldn't talk
so maybe i'd attempt to walk... more »
The Fork In The Road
the fork in the road leads to many places
it goes down the hill and to the valley
it goes up the river and to the sea
it travels along the lonely path... more »
The True Sadness Within
the tears pour out.
like the rain storm that flooded the earth.
the eyes puff out.
like the bud of a volcano pops out o the water blood red.... more »